Once Poem by Terry Collett

Once upon a year
Maybe it was around
Christmas tide and
The choir had stopped
Outside some building
In the evening mist and
You were carol singing and
Lovely she moved onto your
Lips and kissed and it was
Like some angel had touched
You and you never wanted
That moment ever to end
And it felt as if God had woken
From a deep dream and seen
The beautiful effects of love
And remembered and maybe
Years later when you heard
She’d died with cancer and
You had never married her or
Made love to her you sensed
Part of you die and it seemed
As if there were a few less stars
In the dark night’s cold sky.